Talk a Good Game (37 page)

I felt my juices flowing and I knew I wanted Frankie
to fuck me. I guess he wanted the same because his hand was under
my dress and when he stroked my crotch, I moaned. My pussy dripped
and ran down my inner thigh. Trust me, in the next few seconds I
planned on having his dick inside me.

Frankie lowered his zipper, pushed my knees apart
then slipped the head of his penis underneath my thong and across
my wet slit.

“
Please,” I whimpered.

“
Ask me to fuck you,
Jae.”

“
Please fuck me,
Frankie,” I whispered. And before I could catch a breath, he drove
deeply inside of me. “
Oooh!
” I panted as he
stretched me to accommodate every inch of him. Oh my, he was
huge!

“
Hell yeah,” Frankie crooned then
lifted me up at just the right angle for his thrust. “Jae, look at
me.”

Our eyes locked. Oh my God! This was so unreal.

“
You like me fucking you?” he
asked, pushing himself even deeper inside of me.

“
Yes,” I panted
with broken breaths as he pumped faster. “
Oooooh, yesss!
”

He felt so good I knew it wouldn’t
last. I didn’t want it to end so soon. I wanted to take our time,
but I was too hot and wet, and Frankie felt too good to hold on for
long.

“
Fuck! I knew this pussy was
good,” he moaned.

“
Aaaah, yeaaaah!” I cried.
“Oooooh!”

I wrapped my legs around his waist and rested my
hands at his shoulders as he drove into me hard again and again,
slamming me against the wall. I screamed and with a curse, I
exploded. His fingers bit into my ass and my back arched like a bow
as we came together.

Frankie collapsed onto the floor
with me on top of him. “You okay?” His voice was a soft
caress.

“
Yeah, I’m good.” I nodded feeling
better than I’d felt in months.

NYREE

“
You okay?” I
whispered.

Jeremy looked my way and even though he nodded his
head, I could tell he was trying to hold it together.

We were in Memphis attending his
father
’s
sister
’s
funeral.
It wasn’t the way I had planned to meet his family but I was
enjoying spending time with them just the same. We had driven down
and had arrived at his parent
’s
house late last night.
His mother Gail had greeted us at the door with a warm smile. She
was short, dark, round and clearly the spitting image of Jeremy.
His father was tall and light-brown and seemed almost as mean as
Jeremy had mentioned he was growing up. I glanced over at his
parents sitting in the front pews to the right. His father Jeremy,
Sr. had a hard look on his face but that muscle ticking at his jaw
hinted he wasn’t as strong as he wanted everyone to
think.

I squeezed
Jeremy
’s
hand and listened to the pastor
give the eulogy. There wasn’t a dry eye in the church. And when his
Aunt Gerry got up and sang
His Eye Is On
the Sparrow
, I started crying, and I
didn’t even know the lady.

After we left the cemetery we all
headed back to Jeremy
’s
parents’ house for the
Passover.

“
Sorry
we
’
re meeting on such sad
circumstances,” Elijah Samuels said with a big hug and a smile. We
were standing in the dining room that was filled with friends and
family. Jeremy
’s
older brother was tall and
light-brown, like their father, with a head full of dark curly
hair. The brothers were like day and night.

“
It
’s
a pleasure to meet you Eli,” I
said as he released me and pointed to the short woman beside
him.

“
This here is my wife,
Amy.”

She was a pretty brunette with a big smile who
seemed nice enough.

“
And that there
is my baby sister Carrie and her husband Clark.” He pointed to a
dark-skinned woman wearing a short curly natural. Goodness her
spouse wasn’t black, either. Jeremy
’s
other sister
Chelsey was out on the deck with her Italian boyfriend.
What
’s
up with that? Although, as I
walked over to greet the two, I noticed how much her fiancé
resembled Brad Pitt. Now that
’s
one yummy, white boy
I
’
d take any day.

We all laughed and talked and I ended up in the
kitchen where I met so many family members I lost count. But I had
a good feeling about all of them, especially the ones who made me
feel welcomed.

Jeremy was sitting out on the deck with his father
and I was sitting at the kitchen table with Aunt Gerry and his
mother, who started asking me all kind of questions.

“
You think
y
’
all might be getting married?”
his aunt asked.

I gave her a weird look.
“We
’
re getting married in two
weeks.”

“
Two weeks?” His
mom mocked with surprise. “That
’s
the first I’ve
heard about that.”

Now I was really confused. “Jeremy
said he invited all of you.”

She and her sister exchanged looks
before she snorted. “He hasn’t said a thing to me.” It was easy to
see her feelings were hurt.

I was blown away but decided I
needed to smooth things over until I had a chance to speak to
Jeremy. “It
’s
just something small. Since
it
’s
both of our second marriages he probably didn’t
want to make a big fuss.”

His cousin Hannah looked at her
sister Karida before she turned my way and blurted out. “You know
this will be his fourth marriage, right?”

I cringed. There was no way I had
heard her right. “Fourth?” I looked to his mother and auntie for
verification, but his mother rose and walked over and busied
herself with the potato salad, while Aunt Gerry stuffed her mouth
with pound cake.

“
That
fool
’s
always falling in love.” Hannah
laughed, until her mother waved at her to shut the hell
up.

I just sat there in a daze because what they were
telling me was my man had lied again. First the kids… now this.

Okay, wait a minute. I needed
clarification. “Excuse me Mrs. Samuels? Did she just say your son
has already been married three times?
’

His mother waited until she pulled a ham out the
oven before she looked in my direction. His cousins were leaning
against the island smirking at her and then at me like they were
watching a movie. The only thing missing was the buttered
popcorn.

That sweet woman finally shook her
head and replied, “
I don’t
know why my son has
started that lying again. Yes, he
’s
had three
wives. I know that
’s
not something to be proud of,
but it
’s
the truth.”

His cousin shook her head. “You
sure you wanna marry him?”

“
Karida, shut up.” Her mother
warned.

Yeah, shut up. I
was sitting there feeling stupid enough as it
was.

“
You said
y
’
all getting married in two
weeks?”

I nodded and forced a smile. “Yes
ma
’
am.”

“
Hmmm.” Aunt Gerry sat there with
crumb on her bosom wearing a thoughtful look. “Gail you
going?”

His mother waved her hand in the
air. I could tell she was getting agitated. “How can I come to
something I knew nothing about?”

I shook my head, embarrassed
beyond explaining. “He said he told you.”

“
Girl, my cousin be lying!” Hannah
cackled and Karida joined in on the fun.

“
Don’t pay them any mind. I don’t
know why he didn’t bother to tell us.” Aunt Gerry straightened her
wig, then sighed. “I guess he had his reasons.”

“
Hell, is he even divorced from
the last one?”

The two hyenas were at it again.

Jeremy
’s
mother
looked up at the ceiling like she was saying a silent prayer.
Prayer wasn’t going to help her son by the time I got done with
him.

“
I think his divorce has been
final for a while.” It was obvious his mother was trying to take up
for him. I guess I would do the same if it were my son. Not that it
was going to help him any.

Karida started chatting away. “You
might wanna think twice about marrying him. There’s no telling what
other lies he
’s
told you.”

She did have a point but I wasn’t
about to let her know that.

Aunt Gerry waved her hand like she
was shooing a fly. “Don’t pay them no mind. My nephew has a good
heart and good intentions I just think sometimes he just tries to
impress people.”

Karida mumbled something under her
breath. I couldn’t make it out, but Hannah had and she was cackling
like a hyena again.

Aunt Gerry sucked her teeth. “I
give you both my blessings, but you might wanna maybe take a little
more time to get to know each other first.”

I realized—with resignation—that
she had a point. “I agree and I had every intention of taking
things slow but…”
I sighed.
“He accepted a transfer
to Hawaii and has to report there next month. He doesn’t want to
leave without me.” Despite what I was feeling I smiled at the
thought.

His cousins were laughing again.

“
What
’s
so funny?” I said with
attitude. Those two were getting on my damn
nerves.

Karida had the nerve to roll her eyes and suck her
gold tooth. Hannah just shrugged and was about to say something
when his mother came over and placed a comforting hand at my
shoulder.

“
Don’t pay them no
mind.”

“
Whatever Auntie. I
’
d be checking
his behind,” Hannah said in defense. “Giggles always be
lying.”

My brow rose.
“Giggles?”

His aunt decided to explain. “When
he was a kid, he used to laugh all the time, especially in church,
so we all started calling him Giggles.”

“
Yeah and
Giggles is full of crap,” Karida huffed. “
I don’t
know
why you wanna marry him and take on all them kids?” She gave a look
like she was trying to figure me out as if I was the one who was
crazy.

“
Karida behave,
” her
mother warned. “This
’s
that chile
’s
business, not yours.”

She rolled her eyes again. That chick was so
disrespectful. If it had been my mama, she would have been sprawled
out on the floor, knocked unconscious.

She finally slid off the stool and
signaled for Hannah to follow her outside.
Thank goodness.

Jeremy’s mother was smiling as she
came around and returned to her seat at the table. “Since
you
’
re gonna be my new
daughter-in-law, tell me something about yourself.”

At this point, marrying Jeremy was
the furthest thing from my mind. If I hadn’t road with him, I would
have already jumped in my car, heading home. But a part of me
really wanted them to like me. “
Well, I
’
m in the United
States Air Force.”

“
Really?” His aunt looked
impressed. “What do you do?”

There were so many thoughts
swirling around in my mind that it was hard to focus on what they
were saying. “I
’
m in labor relations. I negotiate
union contracts for our civilian employees.”

“
Impressive,
” his aunt
said, then reached down to fix her thigh-high stockings that were
now peeking out from beneath her polyester dress. “Any
children?”

I shook my head.
“
No.
None.
”

“
None?” Aunt Gerry looked
surprised. “How come?”

I couldn’t believe the two were
putting me through the third degree. “Because I have been focused
on my career and I wanted to be married first.”

They looked at each other.

I felt I was losing points with
these two. “I love kids. Now that I
’
m marrying
Jeremy, his kids can be my kids.”

“
Well
you
’
re definitely taking on a small
baseball team,” his aunt cackled.

I couldn’t resist a laugh. “Yeah,
I guess I am. I met the ones in Chicago when we attended
Tiffany
’s
graduation.”